Zombies and Music

By Heather Martell

CHAPTER ONE

Four years later…

Brooke's POV

I got off the plane and headed to the entrance of the airport. I shifted my bag a bit and scanned the waiting room. I wasn't surprised that my family wouldn't be there waiting for me. I didn't tell anyone that I was coming back today.

I headed out of the airport and hailed a taxi. I sat in the back, thinking about my trip to hell. I wasn't ready to face those monsters. I will forever carry the scars of that time in Spain. I traced the scar that started at my left side of my throat and ended at my elbow. I had lost a lot of blood from that wound.

I sighed and leaned back in my seat. I took out my cell and went down the long line of contacts till I got to my uncles name. I smiled and pushed the enter button.

I waited.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ri-

"Hello?"

"Uncle Kahn? It's me Brooke."

"Brooke? My god! Your back? When did you get back?" Commander Kahn asked.

"Today. I'm in a Taxi heading to Red Rose Hotel."

"Don't go to the hotel. You can stay with me till your back on your feet. It's good to hear your voice. Are you doing well?"

There was more to the question. The question was, 'How much left of your sanity do you have?', 'Will you have nightmares?' and 'Will you be seeing a doctor?' But knowing Uncle Kahn he'll help as much as he can before I'm required to see a doctor. Before he started his EBA Company, he too went to war and fought. We may share the nightmares, the jumpiness, and flash backs but my nightmares will be totally different. Something that would scar me even deeper than his wars.

"Fine. Tired but fine. So, do I head for your place or do I go to the company?"

"Head to the company. I want to ask you something."

"Okay. I'll see you there."

"Bye, Brooke. I can't wait to see you again. I missed you."

I smiled even though he couldn't see it. "I missed you, too. Bye." I clicked the phone off and leaned against the seat.

I wonder what he's going to ask me, I wondered. I guess I'll find out when I get there.

/

EBA Building...

Commander Kahn's POV

I smiled, thinking about my niece as I put the phone back on the cradle. I was happy to find out that she was home and alive. But I wondered about her mental state. I didn't know what she had seen over in Spain but it had to be bad. Brooke's voice usually had youthfulness to it but now it sounded battle worn, tired.

I picked up a picture that sat on my desk and looked at it. It was taken in California, summer vacation with the family. Norma, Isabella, Jane, Brooke and I were all smiling. It was taken four years ago, two months before Brooke had to leave. Brook was 17, Norma and Isabella were twenty, and Jane was thirteen. We were all so happy.

The door swished open and in came some of my best agents in EBA, Spin, Chieftain, and J.

"Morning gentlemen," I greeted them as I put the frame back on the desk.

"Morning, Commander," they said together.

"What's shakin'?" Spin asked smiling.

"What's shakin' is my niece just came home from her trip to Spain and is coming here. I want you three to go down to the lobby and greet her. After that bring her up here. There's something important we need to discuss."

"Spain?" Chieftain asked, raising a brow. "When did she leave?"

I gave him a look and Chieftain didn't ask again. J and Spin shared a look wondering what went on between us.

"When will she arrive and what is her name?" J asked changing the subject.

"Brooke should be here in ten minutes. Her last name is Martin."

"Is that her?" Spin asked pointing to the girl with short brown hair and golden brown eyes. The girl in the photo is laughing.

"Yes. That was taken four years ago and two months before she left for Spain. I don't know what she looks like now. Just keep an eye out for a girl who looks similar."

"Okay."

"Let's go bros," J said indicating towards the doors. "We don't want to keep Miss Martin waiting."

"See ya soon, Commander!"

I nodded as the three headed out the door. I sighed and picked up the frame again, thinking.

I hope she's agrees, I thought. It might do her some good.

/

Brooke's POV

I stood against the wall of the lobby in the EBA building, listening to my Ipod. Adam Lamberts voice rang through my ears as I sang along with him. The song was, "For Your Entertainment." It was one of my favorites. I didn't care if he was gay or not, he's a damn good singer.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you Brooke Martin?"

I looked up to see three guys standing in front of me. Two were white and the other was black. One had red hair in a similar style to Elvis Presley, another whore a white cowboy hat with black curly hair that ended at his shoulders and the other has short black hair that is cut closely to the sides, green tinted shades and a pair of oversized headphones over his ears.

"Yes and you are?" I asked taking the ear bits out and stuffing it in my pocket.

"I'm Spin, this is J and Chieftain," the African American introduced. "We were sent by Commander Kahn to meet you."

"Okay." I picked up my bag. "Lead the way."

"Sure."

I followed close behind the guys, still curious as to what my uncle's question was. Spin looked over his broad shoulder and smiled at me. I was shorter than him. I was 5'6 and he was, I'm guessing 5'11 or 6'0, maybe? Chieftain and J seemed slightly taller than Spin.

I returned the smile. Spin slowed his pace so it matched mine.

"What's up?" he asked. "You seem a little out of it."

"Sorry, just thinking. I still can't believe it's been four years since I've been home."

He nodded. "What was Spain like? If you don't mind me asking, that is."

I stiffened at the name.

Spin saw my body go stiff and raised a dark brow in question. "Whoa, sorry. I didn't know it was bad topic. "

I didn't say anything as we walked up the stairs. My brows were furrowed in thought. Spin didn't know about my time in Spain. I rubbed the back of my neck and smiled at him.

"Hey, it's cool," I told him. "No worries."

Spin smiled in return. "Great!"

"So, Brook," Chieftain began as we headed up the stairs. "Do you have any idea as to what Commander Kahn wants to ask you?"

"Not a clue."

Chieftain grunted and went silent.

I turned to Spin. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Don't worry about it; Chieftain is like that with everyone he first meets. He'll get nicer when he gets to know you better." He smiled.

I nodded. "Okay…"

Spin patted my back. "Hey don't let it get to ya."

"So," J began looking over his shoulder. "What is it that u do for fun Brooke?"

"I love to sing a lot, mostly. I also bake in my free time," I said.

J and Spine smiled, and Chieftain gave a small chuckle.

Heading down the hallway, I drew back within myself. Dark and bloody memories swirled within my head, causing to feel week at the knees. There was a bitter taste in my mouth, making it hard to swallow. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to erase the feelings and damn memories.

Spin's POV

I watched as Brooke became quiet. She had a faraway look on her oval face. My eyes landed on the scar on the left side of her throat. The scar went down her shoulder and under her shirt. I was wondering how long the thing went but didn't ask. It wasn't my place to ask but I had a feeling Brooke got it from Spain.

Brooke, I thought, the name rolling around my tongue. It had a nice ring to it, it seem to suit the girl. She is cute looking. Whoa! I can't be thinking that or else Commander Kahn would have my head on a platter if I dated his niece, Spin thought grimly.

"We're here" Chieftain announced as the group stopped at the entrance to the commanders office.

I forced a smile and turned to Brooke. "Your uncle will be happy to see you again, Brooke."

Brooke smiled softly. "Yes, I'm happy to see him again too."

I nodded before noticing that J and Chieftain shared a knowing grin. I shrugged it off and opened the door. "Ladies first," I said with a grin.

Brook smiled before entering the room.

Brook's POV

"Uncle Kahn!" I said as I hugged my uncle tightly.

"My dear niece!" Commander Kahn smiled as he held me in his big arms. "It's so good to see you."

I nodded and pulled away. "I see you're finally getting some grey uncle." There was a cheeky grin on my face.

Commander Kahn laughed. "You still have your humor, I see. That is good."

"So, what is that you wanted to ask me?" I asked.

Commander Kahn sighed slightly. "I want you to join the EBA."

Silence…

"You want me to be an agent?" I asked finally.

"Yes." My uncle looked hopeful. "It might do a lot of good for you, being around with other people your own age again."

I looked at the agents and saw that they were surprised as I was. Uncle was right, it would do a lot of good for me but…

"No," I said after thinking about it.

"But Brook…" Commander Kahn began.

I gritted my teeth. "No! I'm not gonna be a agent, not ever again. I still have freaking flash backs! Do you really want someone like that on your team? Huh?"

"Brook, I understand your concern but it'll be real good for you. It may even help ease the pain of the flash backs." Uncle tried to reach for me but I pulled away from him.

"My answer is no," I said firmly before turning and stomping out of the office, slamming the door behind me.

Commander Kahn's POV

"Brook, wait!" J called out.

"Let her be J," I said. "She needs time to be alone and think."

"Are we really just going to let her go?" Chieftain asked a hint of worry in his voice.

I nodded. "Yes but we will keep an eye on her. Brook will need us to be there for her."

Spin turned to the door and headed out.

"Where are you going?" J asked, raising a brow.

"Bathroom." The door clicked shut.

I stood there, thinking. Spin, I knew, never got close to any girl before. Not what happened with Sabrina Rich, the daughter of Joe Rich, the multibillionaire of Ocean Tech.

To Be Continued….